In another life the sun will be shining but moments of shadow (that's for sure) with all shades of blue but it might be green
trying to fit my life into a CV, one or two pages , is not enough, or maybe way too long, a sentence or two would do as well: I was born, I have learned, loved, changed, written, things like that, in a kind of blur, one or two sentences would do as well.
I traced again and again
the outline of my dreams
until nothing was left
but charcoal tones
in a grayish cloud
I’m learning today that I am no more
(maybe never was)
a topic of conversation.
Who should I thank for that ?
You visit me at night, mostly, a shadow, the past. Another life, maybe. I wake up panting. What for ?
But cabbage trees surely have a soul